Discipline is the blood of life. Strenght an only friend. No time for sorry. It's just time to move on. I'm the last man. . Castration. Furstration. You don't mean a fuck to me.
I remember now.. Moon said take him, take / [ ...take him, take ]. It was in this town / [ to start is so hard ]. Thousand images in my head / [ but to continue is your faith ].
With these poor eyes, I've come to see. All this wasted hope can't come for free. And the penalty will cost me. Every penny in my pocket. . I want to feel for someone the way I do about my music.
Early in the morning, once again, I must face the game. Snow covered footprints frozen in my soul, I wish it would rain. Wash the dirt from life's long road, and let me soak in the pain.
I've got a static aesthetic. Nihilistic prophetic. Everything is a goddamn lie. . I want to go grab a shovel. So I can dig up the devil. So I can ask him why so I can ask him why.
I have been betrayed again. All my rights have been denied. All my friends have turned me in. I have been betrayed by them. . Even though I have done my all.
As I lie here, knowing I will. (never) Get away from here. (alive) Through death. No one can do anything but to wait. As I slowly wither from within. .
As I lie here, knowing I will. (never) Get away from here. (alive) Through death. No one can do anything but to wait. As I slowly wither from within. .
[Music and lyrics: Daniel Reda and Ragman]. . Ab caelo venit. Et in terram cadit.. Jesus me ejecit. ob meam insolentiam.. . Urbem condidi,. Milites institui..
One rainy morning. I am thinking to myself. the fire is glowing. reflecting on your picture on the shelf. I'm feeling so gloomy when I see your face. one thing is true, it can't be you.
So you finally join/find me here . Sworn to mend. You can't try to make me feel again by delivering nothing.. Can you filter the weight aside? I can feel that your trust commends nothing. So can you cut off my parasite? Cuz I can feel your presence is so disappointing. So Watch what you bring. Right now..
First in line. Waiting for the call. See the sign. We're prepared to fall. We're embraced by the bullets in the haze. I'm not backing out. . In your eyes.
I speak in verses. Prophecies, and curses. I speak in verses. Prophecies, and curses, I hate my life. . No miracle is coming. Hate you. It's just a hole.
Nirvana means freedom from pain. Suffering and the external world. . I don't care, I don't care. I don't care, I don't care. Care, care if it's old. .
Blood pig. Blood pig. . I'm sorry. I'm ugly. All that I am. And I can never live up. . I'm failing. I'm angry. Afraid of the ways. They pretend to be us.
Lock and load. Kill em all. Let the lord. Sort em out. . Fortifying lies for the Triggerman. A honey-tongued devil do as she commands. Psychotic! So patriotic!.
There are nights, so vacant and hushed, I can feel the texture of my tattered soul moving within me. Black tar, dripping, sticky and thick. A soft, slow secretion of indifference slopping through the hollow suit I use as a body..